“Dogged old cuss. Why won’t he just give in already?” Zach tromped through the woods, his hands flying in animated agitation. “Maybe he’s a lost cause after all.”
“Is that what you really believe?”
Zach stopped and spun around, finding Thaddeus standing at the edge of clearing, dressed in his usual jeans and sweater, complete with boots and a thick jacket to keep the heavy mist from soaking him clean through.
Great. Just what I don’t need right now. Still manners dictated he acknowledge the guy. “Thaddeus.”
“I see you’re no closer to saving Thor from himself than the last time we chatted.”
Zach glared at the other man. “It’s not as easy as it sounds.”
Thaddeus crossed his arms over his chest. “I never said it was.”
“Then, why are you pestering me?”
“Because time is running short. I
